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"Ehhhhhh~" Zilas said, watching from afar with eyes as if he had found a new toy to play with. Of course, this was while he was monitoring the scene from far away. Far enough to not be detected, and to drink a nice glass of wine.

"Should you even be drinking wine?" Clark asked over the comms, even though Zilas had not told him anything. "And what new toys did you find this time?"

"Clarke, why are you on comms? Wasn't it Clara's turn?"

"Remember, you gave me all her tasks today, naked".

Zilas was pretty sure he only said that for the hallway...and he was pretty half hearted about it. Well, that was Clarke's mistake. He would probably figure it out soon anyways, he was a smart kid...he might also be playing it safe.

Or this was all a joke and he lied right there. Would be interesting to find out which.

"Anyways, why do you ask? Are the older toys getting jealous?"

"No way. Anyways, it got you interested..."

"Well, either my eyesight is getting worse..."

Clarke wanted to comment that he was pretty sure those glasses were fake and he had 20/20 vision, but he didn't feel like invoking any more wraith today.

"...or there are two totally non-normal individuals, getting arrested by two completely normal feds".

"Wait wait! Arrested arrested? Not gassed, or trapped in some cage, or whatever, but with actual handcuffs by real cops?!"

"Yeah..."

"...amazing, to think the legal system actually still works that well...how do you know for certain though?"

"Aside from personal experience...based on what I see through the scouter, one of them has that sort of face..."

"What sort of face?"

"The face you made when we first met".

"Oh...I guess the police can behave like actual people then also...sometimes...."

Incidentally, Clarke had as little faith...no, he might even have less faith, in the legal system then Zilas.

"Clarke, there should be some state of the art police listening programs there somewhere, if they make it to an interrogation room, I want to see that comedy show. Make sure we get the recordings".

"...you dont even care about the information do you? You just want to see how the interrogators handle this".

"Don't you as well?"

"The popcorn will be ready by the time you get back".

"Excellent, now..."

He changed his view from looking through a scouter, to looking down at the factory where a certain arms dealer was currently taking stock of his finest goods. Maybe, given the additional heat that would pour down soon, he wanted to offload them before he got caught or something, though it looked like a good amount was already missing.

And so, seeing an opportunity, with no one else seemingly around, Zilas teleported behind the man, and tapped him on the shoulder while using his most innocent and childlike voice possible.

"Excuse me, Mr...but could you tell me how you contact the people you have been selling weapons and bombs to, and where their base of operations is if possible?"

At first, the arms dealer would likely be very confused by Zilas' sudden appearance from behind out of nowhere, before finally going into shock. Of course, Zilas was already prepared. When the shock wore off, his smile would soon resemble more of an evil demon that had caught its prey.

And should the man try to raise a hand against him, Zilas would telekinetically blast him, and then perform a full psionic interrogation. Of course, so long as they locked eyes, and he didn't do anything to disrupt it, Zilas planned to do that anyways.

Zilas was very careful, but that did not mean he could not get things done quickly.

(My brain was kinda dying a bit, but I managed! Hope its good!)